Crown him with many crowns,The lamb upon the throne:
Hark! how the heav’nly anthem drowns
All music but it’s own!Awake, my soul, and sing
Of him who died for thee,And hail him as thy matchless king
Thru all eternity.
I was sitting at my desk looking at my pen. My pen has a few charms handing from it. A heart and a crown. It made me think of this old song. It has many verses...
Crown Him the Son of God, before the worlds began,And ye who tread where He hath trod, crown Him the Son of Man Who every grief hath known that wrings the human breast,And takes and bears them for His own, that all in Him may rest.
Crown Him the Lord of life, who triumphed over the grave,And rose victorious in the strife for those He came to save.His glories now we sing, Who died, and rose on high,Who died eternal life to bring, and lives that death may die.
...Amen
Hark! how the heav’nly anthem drowns
All music but it’s own!Awake, my soul, and sing
Of him who died for thee,And hail him as thy matchless king
Thru all eternity.
I was sitting at my desk looking at my pen. My pen has a few charms handing from it. A heart and a crown. It made me think of this old song. It has many verses...
Crown Him the Son of God, before the worlds began,And ye who tread where He hath trod, crown Him the Son of Man Who every grief hath known that wrings the human breast,And takes and bears them for His own, that all in Him may rest.
Crown Him the Lord of life, who triumphed over the grave,And rose victorious in the strife for those He came to save.His glories now we sing, Who died, and rose on high,Who died eternal life to bring, and lives that death may die.
...Amen
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